The faces wash past on the city street
infinitely varied but somehow all the same
in the blinking blur of an indifferent eye.
I am looking for that one familiar face that
will give all the others meaning as well,
the particular as pathway to the whole.
When I see it coalesce from the swirl
of humanity a bright spot forms in my
otherwise dreary and dead existence.
It’s a focus that longs for connection, to be
tethered to someone that keeps me from
floating off into the isolation of space.***


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